Untitled that’s what
you are;
it seems you aren't that clever,
using excuses won't get you far
no use in you saying
“whatever”.
This poem here isn't making any sense;
thought you could
write something better
so don't try to make
up a defense;
this is nothing but a
wasted letter.
Ha, and you call
yourself a poet
a dimwit could tell that
you aren’t;
it doesn't take a
genius to know it;
you're so lost you need a search warrant.
No worries about
being plagiarized,
no one wants to copy
your mess;
all you do with your
poems is terrorize
and they don't even
have to second guess.
So just end this
while you're still behind;
I have no idea what you're going to call this
but while I'm at it
here is a piece of my mind;
throw it away; it’s not like you're going to win a contest.
Copyright by NewLife2008
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